HOW LONG .... Fifty Years... No!!

Our wheelchairs cling

As we try to grasp

A hug, a kiss, a laugh.

Or with our steppers we collide

As we race , get tangled

As we do , when close. We're daft!

True love is shared of fifty years

When we smile;

With each other's dentures on.

We look ,we laugh, we reflect

Then forget!!....

"Where's my Denture's gone? "

Reviews

[sereenaoutloud]

This is very sweet Andrew (omg i said your name again lol) to grow old with someone , to have spent a life time together and be able to still laugh at the end of the day! to find the positive in growing old together and all its ailments...something very beautiful in this AM!!

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Sereena may we all grow old in our respective partnerships and still share a cackle over poetry but its a long wait!! lol

[marcus]

Very funny! Really liked it.

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks Matey lol!

[alf]

Hi Andrew. There it is again!!!!! reality!!!!! So luuuuuuuv this!!! I can see that couple and know they'll get a laugh . . . whatever happens!!! Good luck, my friend!!! Hope you take first place. if it goes to vote, you'll get mine!!! alf

[andrew mitchell]

As you will get mine alf. mine is silly!!

[alf]

Actually, no it isn't!!! I think it shows great insight into the camaraderie a couple who have bonded for years would show. You might well be describing the couple that inspired my poem!! So please cast a vote for Andrew on this one!!!! alf